Besides the foregoing, this pamphlet contained eleven poems, most of which abounded in wit. I have room for but a single stanza. The poet speaks of the various curiosities in the Museum, and representing me as still searching for further novelties, makes me address the Swedish Nightingale as follows: “So Jenny, come along! you’re just the card for me, And quit these kings and queens, for the country of the free; They’ll welcome you with speeches, and serenades, and rockets, And you will touch their hearts, and I will tap their pockets; And if between us both the public isn’t skinned, Why, my name isn’t Barnum, nor your name Jenny Lind!” Various extracts from this brochure were copied in the papers daily, and my agents scattered the work as widely as possible, thus efficiently aiding and advertising my enterprise and serving to keep up the public excitement. Among the many complimentary poems sent in, was the following, by Mrs. L. H. SIGOURNEY, which that distinguished writer enclosed in a letter to me, with the request that I should hand it to Miss Lind: THE SWEDISH SONGSTRESS AND HER CHARITIES. BY MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY. Blest must their vocation be Who, with tones of melody, Charm the discord and the strife And the railroad rush of life, And with Orphean magic move Souls inert to life and love. But there’s one who doth inherit Angel gift and angel spirit, Bidding tides of gladness flow Through the realms of want and woe; ’Mid lone age and misery’s lot, Kindling pleasures long forgot, Seeking minds oppressed with night, And on darkness shedding light. She the seraph’s speech doth know, She hath done their deeds below: So, when o’er this misty strand She shall clasp their waiting hand, They will fold her to their breast, More a sister than a guest. Jenny Lind’s first concert was fixed to come off at Castle Garden, on Wednesday evening, September 11th, and most of the tickets were sold at auction on the Saturday and Monday previous to the concert. John N. Genin, the hatter, laid the foundation of his fortune by purchasing the first ticket at $225. It has been extensively reported that Mr. Genin and I are brothers-in-law, but our only relations are those of business and friendship. The proprietors of the Garden saw fit to make the usual charge of one shilling to all persons who entered the premises, yet three thousand people were present at the auction. One thousand tickets were sold on the first day for an aggregate sum of $10,141. On the Tuesday after her arrival I informed Miss Lind that I wished to make a slight alteration in our agreement. “What is it?” she asked in surprise.